Monday, January 02, 2006

Look at me, high upon the hill.
You could say I'm on top of the world.
baby... I'm blue.
all because of you.

icanseethecitycrumbleallaroundmepressmetoyourchestblockouttheview

you made me some kind of criminal,
you put me outlaw,
because I loved you.

in my time, the one thing I've learned,
if you play with fire, you get burned.

oh... baby.. it's true...
I got burned by you.

iputeverythingihadintoabagandtrustedyoutodowhatyoudidn'tdo

you made me some kind of criminal,
you put me outlaw because I loved you.

the first thing I think when I wake up
'when can I see you...'
the last thing I think when I drift off
'when will I see you...'

oh... look at me... I'm addicted still.
at first I refused, now I just swallow the pill.

oh.... baby... won't you...
fix me like you used to?

IcouldspendmytimeinhellImightaswell'causehelliswhereI'mboundtodwellwithoutyou

you made me some kind of criminal,
you made me outlaw,
because I loved you.